Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

By the time I came to my senses, I had already been grabbed by my mother's arm and thrown out three meters away, and the earth spirit grass in my hand was also snatched away.

That's strong......

Fusang held my arm and patted the dirt on my body for me.

Murphy hesitantly held the Zhenyin Sword, as if he didn't know whether to make a move.

I shook my head at her, then stared at my mother solemnly, "Now it's time to tell my grandfather and father about it!"

"And ...... How did you end up like this?"

My mother ignored me, but pointed to Murphy and said, "Little girl, take off your coat and pants."

Murphy looked confused, clutching his chest vigilantly, "What do you mean?"

I saw my mother's intentions, and I reluctantly said to Murphy, "You can give it away."

Together, those of us present are no match for Mother.

Murphy slowly took off his combat pants and handed his polyester jacket to his mother.

When she handed it over, her mother raised her head and swallowed the Earth Spirit Bead, her head slowly floated up, and her body standing in place fell straight up.

My mother's head, floating in the sky, glanced at me faintly, "Set off a fire and burn the corpse."

I was puzzled and asked, "You have your own clothes, you just take them off and wear them, why do you want to rob others?"

"If you want to burn it, what so much nonsense!"

My mother's scolding frightened me, so I could only honestly follow her instructions, and a flame shot out from my fingertips, burning the corpse completely.

The corpse on the ground, made of something of unknown nature, made a strange crackling sound when it burned, and a pungent stench.

No wonder my mother was reluctant to wear her own clothes, and she wanted to cover her body tightly, because of this smell.

The original corpse was burned away little by little, and the mother's brand-new body, with the blessing of the Earth Spirit Bead, was growing down the neck little by little.

The newly born skin is fair and delicate, no different from the skin of ordinary people.

I finally understand now, no wonder Wen Tingfang dreamed of getting the Earth Spirit Bead, it turns out that this thing has such a miraculous effect on the recovery of the body!

The mother's body quickly recovered, and at the same time, a thick white mist swirled around her.

Murphy, who was wearing a pair of red autumn pants, looked ahead in astonishment and asked, "Why is your mother smoking?"

"Your mom is smoking! She's casting a spell, and she doesn't want others to see her change clothes."

The smoke cleared, and our well-dressed mother reappeared in front of us.

I stared at her solemnly, "Now you can tell me the answer to my question."

In the face of my questioning, my mother's attitude was particularly perfunctory.

"It's all already an established fact, it can't be changed, what else is there to ask."

"Your grandfather, a stubborn old man, is self-inflicted and can't live, and he runs alone to find the enemy who harmed us, and I don't know if he is dead or alive."

"Your father is dead, and I am already dead, at the entrance to the tomb of the Marquis of Wu, whom I have only seen once."

"The funny thing is, so far, we haven't even seen what the tomb looks like."

Mother's words were in the clouds, and it seemed that she had said everything, but she didn't say anything.

I couldn't help but be annoyed, "You're fooling me!?"

Mother shrugged, "I didn't fool you."

"Anyway, when I wake up, there's only one head left floating down the mountain."

The appearance of my mother's dead pig not afraid of boiling water made me both angry and helpless.

"The dead and wounded of our Zhuge family, so far I am the only one left to survive."

"Mom, there are some things I don't ask you for help with, I just want you to tell me some clues."

The mother's expression was complicated and seemed to be a little moved.

"With your current two moments, let alone an investigation, even your own life will not be guaranteed."

"Ever since your grandfather disappeared

After that, do you know how many people are worried about taking your life?"

"You are already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and you can't protect yourself, why do you take the initiative to cause trouble!?"

I was about to continue arguing with my mother, but I didn't expect Fuso to help me and say, "Qianlong also thinks you are too aggressive."

"Whether it's me or your grandfather, I hope you can live safely and healthily, instead of fighting for your life like his old man."

I can bear it when others refute me, but Fusang's words completely broke my psychological defense.

I glared at her angrily and asked, "You mean to make me forget about my parents and grandfather, and also forget the identity of the Zhuge family?"

"In the future, just find a corner and live incognito?"

Fuso and his mother glanced at each other, and the two nodded in unison.

"Okay, in the future, every Qingming Festival, I will burn three incense sticks for my parents and grandfather."

"Not only do I burn incense, but I also have to thank them for exchanging their death for a peaceful and stable life!"

"Then I'll find a king eight shells to put on my body, find a mother eight kings, give birth to a little eight kings, and then a litter of eight kings will shrink up and live in peace!"

Mother was amused by my hysteria.

"I'm not dead yet, so you don't need to incense me."

"You might as well die!"

My roar startled Fuso, and she finally realized the anger in my heart, and hurriedly defended, "Hidden Dragon, I didn't mean to make you angry."

"You'd better make him angry."

The mother put her hands back to her chest and said disapprovingly, "The king is angry and the corpse is lying down for thousands of miles, and the husband is angry and grabs the ground with his head."

"I'd rather him play a childish temper and make trouble with me like he is now, rather than let him be impulsive and learn from the old man to die."